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♪ You come and go ♪

♪ You come and go ♪

♪ Karma, karma, karma, karma
Karma chameleon ♪

♪ You come and go ♪

♪ You come and go ♪

♪ Loving would be easy ♪
♪ If your colours were like my dreams ♪

♪ Red, gold and green... ♪
Oh, saints preserve us!

Down, not off.

Down, not off!

Today deserves a soundtrack.

Yeah, why does it always
have to be the same soundtrack?

Because, when you married me,
you also married

the single greatest decade in music history.

You knew about it at the time,
it's too late now.

Coffee's ready.

- What are you doing?
- Writing letters.

Sharing our baby news,
the old-fashioned way.

I don't trust the internet any more.

Who is that, W Carson?

Carson... Is that Wendy Carson?

- You haven't spoken to her in, like, 20 years.
- Not true.

She sends me a round robin letter
every single Christmas

telling me all about
her wonderful grandchildren.

- Well, now it's my turn.
- Well, I'm sure she's not

trying to score victory points
over you or anything.

Oh, you lot really are
a different species, aren't you?

Venus and Mars, mate.
Venus and Mars.

You wouldn't have any stamps on you,
would you?

Great.

That means another 20 minute round trip.

And this time just to get stamps.

Ostracised by my own village shop.

- You don't know you're ostracised.
- Oh, please!

Has she said anything to you?

Roxanna?
No.

- Has Jill?
- No, Maggie.

They don't talk about it.
Not to me, anyway.

- Why would they?
- Oh, I don't know.

Hey, come on!

We're gonna be grandparents.

Today is a good day.

- Yeah, with a bloody awful soundtrack.
- Hey, careful.

I said, there's still
a couple of bridges to mend,

the odd fire to put out.
But so what?

You know, mend them, put them out tomorrow.

I think you're allowed one day off
to think about

the best thing that's happened to us
in 28 years.

Don't you?

Yes, I do.

In fact, I'll tell you what,

I'm not even going to think about

the big village anniversary planning meeting
that's happening tonight.

You know, the one you were hoping
I'd forgotten about.

Yeah, hoping, inwardly praying. You're
not seriously thinking about going back?

No.
No, I'm not.

Good.

Would it be inappropriate

to ask them to pay for their own postage?

Very.

So, who's that, G Douglas?

Erm, our old next door neighbour.

The one who made me chop down the plum tree?

OK, all right, make him pay for his.

All right.
All right, steady on.

- I'm off, Dad. I'll see you later.
- See you later.

Dear me...
You couldn't make it up, could you,

some of the stuff they print these days?

Oh, but I'm sure they do.

How is Roxanne, anyway?

- You what?
- It's Roxanna.

Oh, yes.

I was thinking of the song,
the one about the prostitute.

- All right?
- Hiya.

Poor Roxy.
I hope your brother's looking out for her.

How do I know what my brother's doing?

- And anyway, stop changing the subject.
- The subject's over.

He owns a gun, big whoop.
It means nothing, proves nothing.

Reality check, Liam.
This is Thurlbury.

And the most exciting thing
that is ever, ever,

gonna happen to you here, is me.

And honestly, I've got absolutely
no idea how you even managed that.

Yeah, you do.
I'm fit as.

They checked in yesterday, B&B.

They're a couple of developers, OK?

Developers.

Yeah, yeah.
They look like developers.

- You're an idiot.
- Fit as idiot.

Lucky for you, eh?

- See you tonight.
- See you in a bit.

Morning, Karen.

Morning.

Oh, what's this, then?
Do you have a secret admirer?

No, I do not.

They're for Jill, from that Marcus Ormansby.

- Really? Hm.
- Yes, really.

And I don't know what
he's playing at, sending them here.

- This is a primary school.
- Mm, good point.

Have them destroyed
in a controlled explosion.

- Can't be too careful.
- Oh!

Erm, someone called for you this morning.

A journalist.

What did they...

I don't know.
But I told them to never...

- never call again.
- Thank you, Karen.

Thank you.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

Oh, God, I told you this would happen now,

- didn't I?
- I said.

- Where is it?
- Where's what?

The tracking device,
she must've planted on me during dinner.

- Hi, Mum.
- Hey!

- What are you two doing here?
- We've been shoplifting.

Right, well, since you are here, actually...

You wouldn't bob in there
and grab me a book of stamps, would you?

- It's just I'm double parked...
- No, you're not.

Aren't I?

I don't think I've ever understood
what double parking is.

Six'll do.

- First class, please.
- Oh, for God's sake!

Do you want us to buy you a packet of fags,
and a bottle of White Lightning, too?

Look, blame this on the tiny
microscopic beginnings of life,

firing off hormones inside me,
and making me all emoshie.

That's all, understood?
You made a mistake a couple of weeks ago,

and you've been making it right ever since.
And you've been doing it well, really well.

You can walk into a shop
and buy some stamps.

- Thanks, Becka.
- Hormones, tiny life, emoshie, I just said.

Come on.

- I'll call you tonight, Mum.
- Yeah.

Bye.

- That was really nice.
- No, it wasn't.

I just want to get home, that's all.

- You're being nice.
- Shut your face!

£6.40, please.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hello.

A book of stamps, please.

How's Roxy?
Is she...?

Well, I mean, of course she's, erm...

I did go into the school the other day,

and I tried to see her,
but she was, you know...

I am going to speak with her, Emil.

I'm not saying that I can make it right.

And I don't blame her for...

But it wasn't how it sounded.

It really wasn't.

The context of the whole thing was just...

I mean, yes, I know that I really should be

saying all of this to her, and not to you.

I do know that, I do.
And I will.

Six, first class?

With you in a moment, Mrs Evans.
Maggie here, is just telling me

how she's going to talk to my daughter,

explain how it was all out of context.

You know, all those things she said about...

the only Polish girl in Thurlbury.

Polish girl?
You don't...

Oh, you don't think that...

Oh, my God!
No.

Emil, no, I swear.

Look, I know everything that I've
done wrong, and I own it, all of it.

But that is not true.

That one is actually not true,
because I would never, never...

What's a Thurlbrian, Maggie?
Hm?

Oh, come on, you're always saying it.
What is it?

Well, it's a, er...

a sort of nickname for someone
who's born in the village.

It's not a racist thing.
It would never mean...

I mean, Mrs Evans, you're not a Thurlbrian.

- There, you see? And she's English.
- I'm Welsh.

Yeah, well...
Well, yeah, but you know what I mean.

Not really, no.

- And are you gonna be much longer?
- No, she's not, Mrs Evans.

Because we're all out of stamps.

Right.

Hello?

Yeah, I'm good, thanks.
How are you?

Did I get what?

Er, just give me two secs.

Karen, has there been a...

Yeah, I've got them now.
They're absolutely lovely.

Thank you!

No, of course I don't think it's cliched.

Karen says hi, by the way.

Karen, the secretary.

Yeah, that's the one.

I was wondering if you were...

doing anything around, sort of, tonight?

Such as?

I was thinking food.

Erm, I imagine, at some stage,

I will be eating food, yes.

Right, do you want to have some here?

Er, I'm sure
that I could have food there, yes.

- Are you gonna cook for me, then?
- Actually, I'm planning on ordering a takeaway,

hiding the packaging,
and then pretending I cooked it.

But if you could politely
go along with the pretence,

that would be great.

Oh, God, hang on, I forgot.

I've got this thing tonight.

- Oh, some other time.
- No, no, it's fine.

It's only, er, six till seven.

It's this Thurlbury planning thingy
I've got at the village hall.

You should come.
It'll be fun.

- Will it?
- No.

But I could do with
all the moral support I can get.

I'm not great with public speaking.

- You must be, you're a teacher.
- Yeah, but you don't tend to get

a lot of awkward silences
with eight year olds.

And if you do, they usually
fill them by blowing raspberries.

I've got a call waiting.
But, yes, that's fine.

I'll see you there, six o'clock.
I'll pick up the takeaway on the way back.

And I'll pretend not to look.

I appreciate it.

- Bye.
- See you there.

Hello?

It is, yes.
Who's this?

Oh, for...

If this is about the sodding interview,
look, I don't base my characters on anyone.

I make them up, all right?

Has this story not played out already?

What?
Who?

No, I can't.
I don't know anything about the woman.

I've met her, like, three times in my life.

Sorry, which paper did you say you're from?

Hello?

Yes.

Hey, how's it going?

I'm sorry to ring, I am.

I said to myself, "I'm not going to bother
you with this, not when you're at work.

But then I said to myself,
"I can ring at lunchtime, that is OK."

So, I have waited till exactly...

Oh, I must be a bit fast.

- What?
- What?

- Maggie, is something wrong?
- Yeah, something's wrong. I'm very upset!

I bit the bullet, Peter.

I went into the shop
and I tried to buy stamps.

And now everybody thinks that I'm a racist!

What the hell kind of stamps
did you ask for?

It was Emil, he implied,

that the only reason I said
those things about Roxanna, is because...

because she's Polish.

- Why are you whispering?
- Because I'm very upset!

And because it's the worst possible
thing you could say about a person.

- That they're Polish?
- No!

That they're racist!

Er...
Did he actually say that, though?

No. But he obviously thinks it.
They all do.

They've been thinking it
for two whole weeks now.

They're there now, still thinking it.

I mean, what am I supposed to do?

How am I supposed to apologise for this one?

I mean, it's not even true!

I voted no to Brexit!

I was very, extremely vocal about it.

I had a badge.
I had a bumper sticker.

I can conjugate plurals in French.

Bijou, caillou, chou, genou, joujou, pou.

It's just crossed wires or something.

That's all, you know?
We'll sort it, same as everything else.

We'll sort it, OK?

OK. I'm sorry I bothered you.
Sorry.

No, don't be silly.
It's fine.

Look, we'll talk about it tonight, OK?
It'll be all right.

Mm, yeah.
I love you.

Love you, too.

What's happened?

- What do you mean?
- Why are you home? What's happened?

It's Thursday, my half day.

Same as it's been every Thursday
for the past ten months.

- Oh, yes, I know that.
- Are you OK?

Yeah, Maggie Cole was in earlier.

Was she?

Oh, God, what have you done now?

I'm on Nan visiting duty again.

Yeah?
Tell you what, why don't we swap?

You go down the boatyard,
and do some manual labour for once,

and I'll go and drink tea with our nan.

Hey, Alex...

How come you haven't
spoken to your girlfriend

since the whole paper thing,

- even though you told Mum that you have?
- I've been busy.

Your little sailor friends
been taking the piss have they?

Yeah, they have.

About the fact my little brother's
a drugged-up, workshy, waste of space.

Is that right?
Well, you tell 'em from me,

they've got nothing to worry about there,
cos I've got plans.

Oh, you've got plans, have you?
Yeah, I have.

Hand these out at your little
gambling meetings, do they?

It must help.
I mean, you've been clean for years now.

I mean, I know you have,
cos you told Mum that, too.

Liam, are you ready?

There you are, come on,
we've gotta get going.

Ah, well, enjoy your manual labour.

- Are you all right, Alex?
- Yeah, I'm fine, Mum.

Oh.

All right, Alex?

- Just picking up my final cheque.
- As if you need it.

- Congratulations, by the way.
- Cheers, yeah.

How's Roxy?
We've got her Josh-sitting this weekend.

Me and Kelly are off to Blackpool
for our anniversary.

Blackpool... You win a million quid,
and you're going to Blackpool?

It wasn't a million.
Just under 100 grand, really.

You shouldn't believe everything
you read, mate.

Apparently, everyone in the village
has stopped buying tickets.

Thinks us winning
has stacked the odds against 'em.

Well...

Odds don't work that way.

No?

You'd be surprised how fast
you can burn through money.

I'll probably be begging for my job back
in a couple of weeks.

I had it.

- Did ya?
- Some...

Someone took it.

- Did they?
- I'm telling you the truth.

Look, I'll sort it, I'll just...

Just give me a couple more days.

24 hours.

Anyway, see you around, mate.

Thurlbury Historic...

- Keep.
- Oh, hello.

I was wondering, do you allow dogs there?
I've got this miniature schnauzer, and...

Er, can I call you back?

Hi, Maggie, are you busy?

Do you need to get that?

No, it's just that man
with his miniature schnauzer again.

- His what?
- Oh, don't worry about it.

He'll give up in a sec.

There, see?

- There's biscuits.
- I'm fine.

I've heard the news, of course.
Congratulations.

Sorry?
Oh, God, yes!

- Thank you, yes, thanks.
- Jill told me.

She also said you were at school
the other day, looking for me.

Yes, I was hoping to be able
to talk to you after, you know...

- And I went to the shop this morning to...
- I know.

Well, I'm here now.

Yeah.
Erm, I just

keep saying the same thing
to everybody, to all of you,

that it was out of context.

I mean, I've said it so many times
it's become a mantra.

But, really, it's just an excuse,

because how could it sound any better,
even in context?

Well, you tell me, what was the context?

Er, me...
Tipsy...

showing off.

- Probably not, then, no.
- No.

But then that wasn't the context, was it?

No, the context,
was you repeating what you'd heard.

You think I hadn't heard it, too?

You think I haven't heard it all my life,

ever since I turned, what, 14, 15?

Admittedly, never on the radio before.

That was certainly a new one.

But the looks I got
the day after the broadcast,

were the same looks I got the day before it.

A small community, isn't it?

Rumours start when you're too young
and too insecure to stop them.

Then that's it, you live with them.

Did you believe them,

or were you just saying them
because they were there?

I don't know.

Honest, thank you.

- Roxanna...
- No, no, I mean it.

Well, for the record,
I've only ever had two boyfriends.

Two?!

Sorry, I didn't mean...
I wasn't saying that in surprise.

No, actually, I was saying that in surprise.

Because, I mean, have you ever seen you?

No, I haven't.

Oh, I've... I've said
the wrong thing again, haven't I?

That's OK.

You haven't broadcast it this time.
Have you?

I wish.

I wish I could broadcast
all of these apologies.

Or at least my rubbish attempts at them.

Roxanna, you do know
that none of this was because...

- Because you're...
- Because I'm...

Polish.

Oh, that.

They're staying another night,
I've updated the register.

Right. What do they actually
develop, these developers?

I don't know.

They don't seem to be doing much of it,
whatever it is.

The Conqueror.

That's right.
He is, yeah.

Who's calling, please?

Right.
Well, in that case,

do you mind if I give you a quote,
myself, you can use?

Piss off!

Mum.

"The werewolf stepped towards him,

its huge, muscular, hairy legs..."

Miss! Miss!

"looking ridiculous
beneath the bright blue stockings."

Can I have one?

Balloon?

No, no, they're for the anniversary
celebrations this weekend, but...

as long as you come,
I'll make sure you get one, OK, Emma?

- All right?
- 3C...

Would you all like to tell Miss Wheadon

what we listen with during story time?

Our ears.

And what don't we listen with?

Our mouths.

We don't listen with our mouths,
Miss Wheadon.

Sorry, Mr Cole.

Sorry, 3C.

That wasn't aimed at you
this morning, by the way,

what my dad said.
Well, obviously, it was, but...

It's a lot more generalised
than you think, if that helps.

He's always had this bee in his bonnet,

about us being viewed as outsiders here.

And every now and then,
that bee gets out and stings someone.

Well, why would he ever think that?

Everyone loves Emil.

I don't think I've ever heard
a bad word said against him.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Then, maybe he's got a point.

You see, don't get me wrong,
I love him to bits,

but he is a right miserable old sod.

He's blunt, opinionated,
bad-tempered, tight with money,

sarcastic.
And I don't mean behind closed doors, either.

I mean, openly,
from behind the counter to customers.

And you've never heard
a bad word said against him?

- No.
- And what does that tell you?

Dad always talks about
how welcome everyone made us feel,

when we first moved here.

The problem for him is,
that was 12 years ago,

they're still doing it.

Do you know how many people
we had coming in,

the day after the referendum,

sympathetically telling him how sorry
they were, and how they voted no?

Well, I voted no, obviously.
I mean, I'm not trying...

- He voted yes!
- What?

Oh, it gets worse.

- He votes Tory, too.
- But he...

See how easy it is?

- Yeah.
- I have lived with rumours all my life.

He's lived with this.

And you poor sods
have to live with both of us.

I am so sorry, Roxanna.

I know.

And to be honest,
I didn't come here for that.

I came here because of what dad said to you.

Not to apologise for it,
but maybe to try and explain it.

Put it into context, as it were.

Well, thank you.

Me and Alex used to come here
when we first started seeing each other.

Did you?
I don't remember ever seeing you here.

Well, we came in the evening.

But it's not open to the public
in the evening.

Oh, right,
I must be thinking of somewhere else.

Did you eat Hula Hoops?

Because I used to find
loads of empty packets everywhere.

I suppose I should let that slide,
under the circumstances.

- Probably.
- Right.

You know I did get one thing
out of all this, don't you?

I found out how little I must matter to him.

What do you mean?

I mean, he hasn't even been
in touch with me once,

since this whole thing started.

Oh, Roxanna, that whole family
has had a hard time of it lately.

I'm sure it's...

It takes two seconds to send a text.
Even that would've done it.

Just a text.

Now, every time this thing beeps,
I jump thinking it might be him.

But it never is.

Well, I'm waiting for the same thing myself.

Not from Alex, you understand.

You've got nothing to worry about there.

Who, then?

Jill.

I hurt my best friend.

And for what?

To impress some twit of a reporter,
and feel important for half an hour.

I love her and I miss her.

And whether I deserve it or not,
just to hear one beep on my phone

and see her name
come up on that screen would be,

you know...

Right, then.
You've made all the effort to come up here.

The least I can do is run you home.

I hope you like Duran Duran.
Never heard of them.

- What?
- Must be one of those...

- British bands.
- Oh, you, honestly!

- Where are you going?
- In there with you.

I thought I might ask for a job.

What? You're always saying
I need to get another job.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure
I never said "another".

Since flogging weed
never really qualified in my book.

Fills my wallet, don't it?

What, the one with your name
sewn on the front?

That was a present.

Anyway, look, you can swing it with him,

you can get me in.
I would do anything, you know?

No questions asked.

Come on, then.
At least it'll be funny, if nothing else.

- Hey.
- Are you all right?

All right, mate?

Hello.

My boyfriend was wondering
if you had any jobs going.

He said he'd do anything,
no questions asked.

- What?
- That's right.

- Syd will vouch for us.
- Yeah, I'm not gonna vouch for him.

I mean, I certainly wouldn't let him
near the pumps or the till.

But, er, didn't you say you were
after a pot scrubber for the weekends?

- Pot?
- Plates and glasses, Liam.

It's how I started.

Yeah.
You were 14 and...

Oh, he's basically 14.

Fine.

Lunchtime, Saturday, Sunday.

Yeah, all right!

Today's Thursday, Liam.

Yeah.
I know it is.

- I'll pick you up later, then.
- Yep.

Have a good one.
Thanks for that, mate.

Cheers.

It wasn't a million.

Just under a 100 grand, really.

You shouldn't believe
everything you read in the papers.

Not one word of any of this is true.

You know that, don't you?

♪ Dark in the city, Night is a wire ♪

♪ Steam in the subway, Earth is afire ♪

♪ Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do... ♪

Thanks.
Are you coming in?

Er, I wasn't planning on it, no.

I'm kind of gonna have to insist.

I'm really gonna need that bee back in his
bonnet by tonight, and I think you can help.

How?

By saying all the wrong things.

- Hi, Dad.
- Oh, hello, darling.

Maggie has apologised,

and I have accepted.

Yes, I'd like to apologise to you, too,
Emil.

I'm aware that I've hurt you as much as her.

And I'm never gonna stop trying
to make it up to you.

To both of you.

And there is something else
that I'd like to say, too.

Something that I should've said a long,

long time ago.

OK.

Your biscuits, are twice the price
they are in Sainsbury's.

And it's not as if we don't all know, that
you pay exactly the same for them wholesale.

Just as we all know, fully well,

that you always put a couple
of barely in date milk cartons

at the front of the fridge
in amongst all the fresh ones.

And this morning,

I accidentally picked up
a magazine about serial killers.

I mean, it's not as if I'm the
tallest person in the world, is it?

So, if I can reach that, then...

Oh, you've sold it.

I mean, what are you doing selling
something like that, anyway?

- People like...
- And another thing,

have you ever thought
of service with a smile?

I mean, you know, try it at least.
Speaking of which,

why have you still got that silly moustache?

Well, I'm growing it, aren't I, for charity?
You know, Movember.

In fact, it was you who made me do it.

Well, that was months ago.
Please, shave it off immediately,

because it doesn't suit you at all.

Is it?

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Now, where were we?

Six first class stamps, wasn't it?

Please.

Oh, we've only got 12.

And I suppose they're
twice as expensive, are they?

I'm afraid so.

So, it's all right, then?

- All sorted?
- All sorted.

I should never have bothered you
with it at work,

- I'm sorry about that.
- No, no, it's fine.

So, I can actually go back
in the shop again now, can I?

Absolutely.
Just don't discuss politics.

- Why?
- Actually, no, do discuss politics.

He'd like that.

- And you know, we ought to head back now,
- if we're gonna make the planning meeting.

- I thought you said we weren't going to that.
- Well, I've changed my mind.

Today was a good day, after all.
Just like you said.

So, I think that we should go.

I mean, we're not gonna talk,
we're not gonna ask questions,

we're just gonna stand at the back
and show that we're OK.

Show that everything is OK.

- And so when did you decide all this?
- Five minutes ago.

Hi, Jamie, it's Mum.

What?
I thought you said you didn't want to go.

Mum's changed her mind.

She said she wants us to go
to this village hall thing,

the whole family.

Tell her I'm pregnant.

- She knows you're pregnant.
- Well, remind her.

Beck says to remind you that she's pregnant.

Well, she's not that pregnant.

She says to tell you that
"You're not that pregnant."

- She said what?
- Hey, give, give, give it to me.

You go and unlock the car.

- Jamie, it's your dad.
- Hey, Dad.

So, everything all right with you?

- Yeah, why?
- No, no, no, no reason,

- just checking, and asking.
- Are you OK?

Yeah. Yeah, no, I'm fine.
Fine.

Right, listen, Jamie...
About tonight...

Right.

Dad says he thinks
that we should go tonight.

He says Mum's in a particularly good mood.

Apparently, she's just found out
she's not racist.

Well, there's not much
you can say to that, is there?

Not really.
We'll see you there.

Erm, I thought you said we were in a hurry.

"We don't want to end up
making a big entrance," you said.

Yeah, we are, and I don't.
Still got to look nice, though, haven't I?

I also thought you said
that we'd sit at the back,

where nobody would see us.

Well, yes, but somebody might see us
driving along,

or in the car park.

And I am doing this for you, Peter.

We're going to be out in public,

and I know how much you like to be seen out
with a dolly bird on your arm.

A dolly bird?

What, are you saying I'm not a dolly bird?

I don't know how to answer that question.

Yes, you are a dolly bird?

That is the right answer.

Today, anyway.

Obviously, on any other day,
it would be sexist and demeaning,

- and rather icky.
- Yeah, obviously.

I mean, look, maybe I do want to look good.

After everything that's happened,
maybe I do want people to see me and think,

"Well, she looks well and happy,"
because I am well and happy.

You know, the winds are changing,
Peter, at last.

Look, there's Kelly and Carol
and Roxanna have forgiven me.

And I'm not a racist.
And I'm going to be a grandma.

And I'm allowed back in the shop.
Ha-ha!

Obviously, the grandmother one is the most important.
That should've been at the end of the list.

Yeah, it's OK, I know what you mean.

Things do seem to be looking up.

Exactly.

Right, well...
I'll leave you to it, then.

Presumably, you're gonna
change into a suit and tie.

A suit and tie?

I don't even wear a suit and tie
to work half the...

Oh...
You...

You really are feeling a lot better,
aren't you?

- Yes, I really am.
- Grr.

Jesus, it's like The Wicker Man.

- Hi.
- Hey!

Oh, sorry,
were you going in for a kiss then?

Well, sort of.
Just a hello peck sort of thing.

- Don't worry.
- Sorry.

- Do it now, if you want.
- Erm...

No, it's OK.
Hello.

Hello.

So, are you OK?
What are you actually going to do?

- Is it like a speech or...?
- Oh, no.

No, it's more of an open Q and A
and suggestions.

Most of which I'll write down,
and then ignore.

I've kind of been arranging things
these last couple days, in secret.

Oh, that's nice.

Did you let the kids decorate that for you?

Oh, no. No, this is, erm...
Maggie's.

Oh.
She's not coming, is she?

- I highly doubt it.
- I had some journalist call me earlier,

asking if I had any stories about her.

Yeah, me, too.

Well, that makes sense,
you've probably got loads.

Mm, yeah, one or two.

Hey, you're not really nervous, are you?

No.

Well, yeah.

A little tip.
Just imagine the audience naked.

- Great, thanks for that.
- Sorry.

- I'm not doing very well here, am I?
- No, not really.

But, in a funny kind of way,

- that makes me feel better, too.
- Oh, good!

I'm pleased my inherent social awkwardness
puts yours in perspective.

- I think I will have that kiss now, please.
- Hm.

You're gonna be fine.

Start with a joke, end on a song.

- Never heard me sing, have you?
- No.

Although I have heard some of your jokes.
And do you know what?

Scratch that advice, too.

Go on, grab a seat in the mosh pit.

Let's get this over with.

All right?

- Hi.
- Hi, Rox.

So, I've been...

I've been at work all day,
else I would've phoned, not texted, but...

I miss you, too.

But this phone call's
been a long time in coming.

I know, I know.

I'm sorry, I just...

This last week's just been...

I've had a lot on my mind.

You've had a lot on your mind?

Are you there?

Yeah, yeah.

You sound weird.
Has something happened?

Oh, it's just family stuff.

I'll explain it to you, I will.
I'll tell you everything, I just...

Roxy...
I want to see you.

I want to make it up to you.

I was thinking,
maybe tomorrow night we could...

Yeah.

Well, I can't tomorrow.

It's Neil and Kelly's anniversary
this weekend.

- I'm staying there, taking care of Josh.
- Maybe I could come over,

bring a pizza and a kid-friendly DVD,
and I'll keep you company.

Please...
Please, Roxy, just give me a chance.

I'll have to check they're OK with it.

Is that a yes?

It's a maybe.

I like those odds.

You're that writer.

Er, yes.

You write them books.

I do, yes.

Never read 'em, not my thing.

You know who I like?

That Martina Cole.

And that, erm...
Stephen King.

Do you know 'em?

Yes, actually, we all live together.

What?

Erm, hello.
Hi, everyone.

Er, thank you for coming,
and welcome to the, erm...

I guess, er, delayed meet

for the anniversary celebrations
this weekend.

I suppose I should just start by, erm...

giving you the rundown
on what's already planned and, er,

then we can take it from there.
EVERYONE STARTS TALKING.

Erm...

Yeah.

Excuse me?
Hello!

It looks busy.

- Sounds busy.
- Yeah.

Oh, hang on, hang on.

It's Karen.

Karen?
What's she doing ringing you out of hours?

Well, I don't know, do I?
I have to answer it first.

- Oh...
- Should I answer it?

No, please, don't answer it.

In fact, can you put it on silent?
We don't want it ringing in there.

We're listening with our ears,
not our mouths.

Sorry, teacher humour there!

No, seriously, though, everyone,
I don't have a microphone here,

so, if you...

We don't have to go.

Oh, don't be silly, of course we're going.

I told you, we're gonna stand at the back,
nobody will even know we're there.

You're vibrating.
Yeah, well, I'm nervous.

No, don't mind us, we're just here...

But that...
This is...

None of this is true!

The whole thing.
This is completely the...

Peter, tell them!

I think we should go.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...

Peter?

Peter!

Sorry we're late.

Oh, yeah, I do hope we haven't
missed anything. That would be awful.

What's wrong?

- Mum, are you all right?
- Jamie...

It's not true, is it?

It's not true...

Dad?

And all this time,

you and him with this secret between you.

This Maggie we're talking about.

Trust me, those apron strings
are made of steel cable.

I should know, I've been trying
to saw through them for years.

- I'm going to go away.
- Where are you going?

Maggie's having a night away.

But apparently, there's a
vegetable lasagne in the fridge, so...

I could get us fish and chips.

You should be able to eat what you want,

when you want.

Well, the truth is, I'm not
the person you think I am at all.

I suppose it's secretly stashed away,

locked up inside a special safe
hidden behind a painting?

Kelly, Alex is here. He says that
money you found, he says it was his.

- Mummy?
- Josh?

Where is my money, Kelly?!