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(HEAVY BREATHING)

(SIGHS)

I'm gonna be sweating
like an old donkey.

You know how cold
you get in London.

MAY: Come over to this side.

(WOMAN CHATTERING ON PA)

WOMAN: Can I
help you with that?

TOOTS: Thank you very much.

Cross the road
and turn right.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

TOOTS: Which one is it?
MAY: That one, I think.

Come on,
they invited us.

It's us.

(CHUCKLES) Hi. Sorry.

Hello.

Hello, dear.

God, you're early.

Not too early,
I hope?

No, no, come in.
Come in. It's great
to see you at last.

Bobby's been
so looking
forward to this.

HARRY: Just turn it off!
ROSIE: No!

(BABY CRYING)
Oi!

(KIDS SHOUTING)

Oi! Oi, shush.

Mind your backs.

Oh, oh, dear.

Mind your fronts,
mind your minds
and manners.

TOOTS: I'm breathing dust in.

Everybody hold their
breath for 10 minutes.

(TOOTS CHUCKLES)

It's like Buckingham palace.

Oh, thank you.

Hello, hello, hello,
little ones.

Have they got
any presents?

Who are they?

For god's sake,
Rosie.

MAY: What a lovely house.

That's your gran
and granddad.
Say hello.

MAY: Hello, sweetheart.
Harry.

MAY: Goodness,
you've grown.

I wouldn't have
recognized you.

TOOTS: Hello, Rosie.
ROSIE: Hello, granddad.

(BABY CRYING)

Shall I take that?

Do you like
jigsaws?
Yeah.

What are you
listening to?
What?

What are you
listening to?

What?

You have
a broken face.

Oh, that's not very nice.

HARRY: How long
are you staying?

We don't know yet, dear.
We haven't decided.

Great.

HELEN: Can you
do the bedroom...

That's a castle in Wales.

(TOOTS LAUGHING)

(TOOTS SINGING)

Rosie, come on.
Harry.

How graceful
you are, my dear.
(CHUCKLES) Oh, stop.

And elegant.
Always like a picture.

Toots, you're
always so sweet.

I'm really late.

Where is he then?
Still in bed?

Harry, for god's sake,
stop it! Sorry.

(BABY CRYING)

HELEN: He had an 8:30.
He'll be here in a second.

I hope he's not
overdoing it.

HELEN: We're all doing that.

Have you got
a little job?

Oh, didn't he
tell you?
No.

I've just
opened a shop.

BOTH: Oh.

Selling what?

Cashmere. Anything you
can get made out of
gorgeous cashmere, look.

Feel these sweaters.
Absolutely gorgeous.

Oh, my goodness.
Yes, it's very soft.

You girls,
you're doing
everything now.

HELEN: Pop into the shop
if you want.

Oh, hello, darling.

Bobby.

Well, you
got here okay.

You're nice
and early, too.

Um, listen, I've just
popped back, really,
just to say hello.

Aren't you spending
the day with us?

I can't.
I'd love to,

but I've got wall-to-wall
bloody meetings all day.

MAY: Everybody wants him.

Yeah, that's it,
Mom.

Everything's
going well then, eh?

Business
is good?

Business is at
its busiest, really.

I've got to go.
We've got
too busy to...

Well, I'll, uh, see you
tonight, all right?

We're going
to Paula's.

She's, uh, she's cooking,
so watch out.
All right, bye.

Look,
make yourselves
at home.

Use anything
you want.

There's some basil risotto
in the fridge.

Can I get a lift?

As long as you
don't talk to me.

Most of the time
you criticize me
for not talking.

HELEN: Because you only
talk to me when
I'm doing something else.

All right, mate,
you want something,
do you?

HELEN: Yes, bye.

Yes, I know.

Are you?

Stop it.
He's slow enough
as it is.

Michelangelo took less time
at the bloody Sistine chapel.

Yes, but this'll
last longer.

Basil risotto?
What the hell is that?

(CHUCKLING)

Hello.
Hello.

Pleased to meet you, sir.
I'm Darren.

Toots.
Toots.

Yeah, that's me,
yes, Toots.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

TOOTS: Do you
like this work?

Well, I try to.

Oh, yeah.

Some of this is
very careful work.

Built it to last.

Well, they'll be sitting
in here in their old age.

Oh, they won't enjoy it.
They won't know
what to do with themselves.

Ah, this is
Bobby's mom.

And Paula's.
We have a daughter.

I'm probably one of
Bobby's oldest pals
in, well, in London.

At college together.

Except, uh...

I left in the second
week. (CHUCKLES)

Do you like
cricket?

Yes, I do.

Playing
or watching?

Well, I used to
play a bit.

Did you? Were you
a batter or bowler?

DARREN: Oh, a bit of bowling.

TOOTS: Oh, well, I was
a left-handed batter.
DARREN: Really? Whereabouts?

TOOTS: Oh, all over.
Till my knee went.

DARREN: Oh, really?

TOOTS: Pulled it, you know.

(DARREN CHUCKLING)

TOOTS: What are you
laughing at?
DARREN: Nothing.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

What's that? There.

Over to your pads,
'cause you're gonna get
bowled out there, right?

Yeah, yeah.
So try it once more.

Better.

ROSIE: What's that?

BOBBY: That's amusements.

Slot machines,
things like that.

You have to, uh,
put money in.
What's that?

What does that say?

That's an optician's.

ROSIE: I-A...

BOBBY: Yeah?
ROSIE: N.

BOBBY: That's it, brilliant.

MAY: Bobby, Bobby, Bobby.
Not, not so fast.

BOBBY: Come on, Dad.
Come on, it's not that far.

Just a minute.
I'm coming.

BOBBY: You all right?

We should have
taken the bus.

I said we should
have taken the bus.

Dad, are you sure
you're all right?

Yes. I just want
to see Paula, come on.

He's all right.

ROSIE: Daddy,
lift me up, please.

I don't wanna
carry you now.
Can't you walk?

Are you all right?
ROSIE: Please, please.

Yes, I'm all right.

Jack!

They're here!

ROSIE: Jack!

Hello.

Hi.
Hi.

TOOTS: My little ballerina!

Oh, hi, Dad.

Oh.

Still not married?

Oh, stop it.
Leave her alone.
Once was enough.

MAY: Hello, darling.
Hello, Jacky.

Bobby made us walk. He said
it was 10 minutes.
It's taken us hours.

The boy needs
a man like me
around the place.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

PAULA: Well, Bobby's
gonna introduce me to
some of his rich friends,

aren't you, Bobby?

You know, Darren's
rather adept, uh,
with his hands, isn't he?

Handyman, handy chap.
(CLEARS THROAT)

Okay, anyone
want a drink?

You should look
after your sister.

About time she
looked after herself, Dad.

Don't start arguing
straight away.

Bobby, I've got
something to show you.
Come with me.

Come with me,
let me show you this.

Look. He just
left it like this.

MAY: Who has?
PAULA: Darren.

Well, tell him off.
That's a rotten thing to do.

Yeah, well, Bobby's got
him working all hours.

BOBBY: Excuse me,
I am paying him, you know.

Jesus, I've got
more than Darren
to think about.

(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Oh, sorry.

Oh, my god.

MAY: Those wretched
mobile phones.

Why do they
need them?

There was a man on
the phone shouting for
half-an-hour the other night.

I felt like saying, "You
don't need the phone,
they can hear you in Glasgow."

Thank you, dear.

Really? Well, I did,
you know. I promised them...

All right, Dad?

Yeah, look
what I've got.
(TOOTS AND MAY CHUCKLE)

Right, can I get
you a drink?

Oh, yes,
that would be lovely.

Cup of tea,
glass of wine?

I'll have
a glass of wine.
PAULA: Right.

Right. Careful,
everyone. This is hot.

(ALL CHEERING)

Hey, look at that.

Oh, you've burnt yourself.

Right. Let's eat.

BOBBY: Okay,
who wants some wine?

You didn't even
bring any wine.

MAY: Thank you, darling.

BOBBY: Here it comes, Dad.

I am so happy.

Happy to see
everyone together.

Like the old days.

Remember when we all
drove up to Scotland?

Oh, yes.

TOOTS: You were young.
And we felt young.

Oh, we were sick out
of the car window.

You were sick, always sick.

It was horrible.

Mother wore summer dresses

and went pink in the face
like a salmon.

ROSIE: Really?

MAY: Yes, I did.
I went bright red.

And it was raining
sheets and buckets.

Oh, god, yeah.

Table tennis,
do you remember
table tennis?

PAULA: Oh, and you read to us.

And then when I wanted
to make up my own stories,
Bobby hit me.

BOBBY: No, I didn't.

You were always teasing him.

PAULA: You did.

I didn't,
don't believe her,
I wouldn't do it.

He was always hitting me.

PAULA: Well, yes, he was.

No, I wasn't.

TOOTS: You know the thing
I'm most proud of?

My family.

And we...

And we...

Yes, yes.

Hey, to us all.

Yeah.

BOBBY: Long lives.

Yes. Long lives.

PAULA: Cheers, Dad.

ALL: Cheers.
TOOTS: Good lives.

Cheers, everybody.

PAULA: How much of this
can you eat? Jack?

Okay, just a little bit.

Paula's food always
makes me feel ill.

You should have told
her what I like.

What shall we
do tomorrow?

Can't we go home?

What's the matter?
(SIGHS)

I've got to go again.

Then you'll have
to go yourself.

That's one thing
I can't do for you.

(BABY CRYING)

(TOOTS PANTING)

I've got pains.

What, now?

What, do you mean
now, Dad? Okay.

(BABY CRYING)

SHUSHING
Uh, what is it,
in your chest?

In your arms?
Where is it, Dad?
Come on.

May!

All right, okay.
It's okay. It's okay.

Mother!

Helen, Helen, Helen,
I need you to
wake up. Helen.

Helen!
(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)

All right. All right.
Mother!

Mama.

Mom.

I can't just
leave him on his own.

(SIGHS)

MAN 1: (ON RADIO)
There you are, Dianne.

"Go for it"
is John's advice.

MAN 2: (ON RADIO)
Don't listen to...
Well, listen to him,

but don't do
anything he tells you.

BOBBY: Okay? Right.

MAY: Oh, look.

Look, they're
waiting for him.

BOBBY: Come on, in you come.

BOBBY: Mom, where
do you want his things?

Just put them back.

Back where?

Just put them anywhere.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

BOBBY: Mom.

Mom, I must, um...

The thing is,
I'm really gonna have to...

(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Look at these.

Sorry.

Hi, Geoff.

(BOBBY CHUCKLING)

Sorry to, sorry to
interrupt you there.

Listen, I'm not
in town right now.

Um, I'm gonna be back
first thing tomorrow morning.

Um, I really, really want
to meet with you on this.

Um, but I just can't talk
right at this moment.

Is that okay?
I appreciate it.

All right,
see you tomorrow.
Take care. Bye.

Come on,
why don't you
sit down?

I'll put the TV on
and I'll make
you a cup of tea.

If I sit down,
I'll never
get up again.

I'll be like
all the other
old girls around here.

And then I'll go
into a home.

Well, you know,
I'm sure that's
a common reaction.

I'd rather kill myself.

(SIGHS)

Mom, you can't just,
can't just wander about.

Come on, sit down.

Such a comfy-looking chair.

Well, you sit in it then.
I'm not staying here.

Please. Don't be
difficult, Mother.

Why not?

Sorry?

Why shouldn't
I be difficult?

What?

Why shouldn't
I be difficult?

HELEN: Oh, my god.

No, no, it's just
that I can't...

(HELEN CHUCKLES)

No, well, just tell
them they've got to do it.

(DOOR BANGS)

Yeah. We'll
just say that's...

I mean, that's what
I said when I
interviewed them, anyway.

That they were gonna have
to do extra hours,
so that's... Yeah.

Yeah. No, no, totally.

Yeah, or I can...
I mean, I can come and...

I can... I...

Sorry. I can... Yes,
I'll come in and speak
to them myself.

Well, you know
where everything is.

Is there anything
else you need?

If you need
somewhere quiet
to sit, um,

use my study
across the hall.

(CHUCKLES) I never
get a chance
to go in there.

Mom.

I've got to go
to a meeting.

All right.

What the fuck
are you playing at?

My father has just
died, okay? Yeah?

My business
is going down.
You're never here.

No, I am here.
You're always
on the phone.

It's a fucking nightmare
for me at the moment.

It's nothing
to do with that.

How do people not
kill each other?

You can't stand her!

Shh. Can you
please keep
your voice down?

(SIGHS)

Come on, let's just
hold this together. Yeah?

I think I'll go
out for a walk.

Cheer myself up.

DARREN: We'll be
like that one day.

No one wanting us.

No one wants you anyway.

That's not entirely true.

(LAUGHS)

(KIDS SHOUTING)

MAY: Excuse me,
I'm sorry to bother you,

but you don't happen
to know where
Benbow road is, do you?

I don't know. I'm not
living here. I'm from...

Thank you.

Excuse me, you don't
happen to know where
Benbow road is?

Benbow road?

Do you know
where it's near?

No, I, I mean
I just got...

Go in the pub,
go into the pub.
Go into the pub.

I'm completely lost.

No, I'm not from London,
I don't know.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

PAULA: Do you know
where she was going?

Brilliant, bobby.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

I'll call you back later.

Oh, Mom.

Where have you been?

I've no idea.

Oh, I completely lost
my sense of direction.

I didn't know
where I was going.

Well, you're here now.
You're safe now.

Actually,
I think I liked it.

You know,
just walking.

What are we
gonna do with you?

I don't know, dear.

You could look
after Jack sometimes.

Hmm.

In fact, I wanted
to go out tonight.

Well, you're not
staying in?

Well, not if
I can help it.

It's a nightmare
getting a babysitter

and then when you
get one, they wanna
be paid the earth.

You could, uh, sleep
in my room and I'll, um,
jump in with Jack later.

Can I?
Yeah.

Well, it is
what I came for.

I just hadn't
expected to do it
without your father.

Oh, Mom.

Won't you be cold
without tights on?

Oh, Mom,
I'm not a child.

Who's
the fancy man?

How do you know it's a man?

Well, I'm assuming
it's a man.

Do you like him?
Will I meet him?

What does he do?

Shush, Mother.
(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

Thank you so much.

Go on,
enjoy yourself.

See you later.

Bye, Jack.
JACK: Bye, Mom.

PAULA: Be good.
JACK: I will.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR OPENS)

Where's mommy?
I want...

Hello, darling.
She won't be long.

You come
and get into bed
with me.

That's right.
You just
snuggle up to me.

That's a good boy.

(VOICES WHISPERING)

(PAULA MOANING)

(PAULA CONTINUES MOANING)

(PAULA CONTINUES MOANING)

PAULA: Stay.
DARREN: I better be going.

PAULA: Oh, no, please.

DARREN: Look, she's pulling
this fucking number
at the moment

that she's
gonna kill herself.

PAULA: Oh, well, good! Good!

PAULA: You don't even
sleep with her anymore,
do you? Do you?

DARREN: Of course, I don't.

PAULA: Are you gonna
go home and fuck
Carol now, are you?

Darren, my father died.

My father died.

DARREN: I know.
I know. I know.

I still love you,
Darren.

I know, my sweet.

PAULA: You still
care for me?
Yeah, of course I do.

Well, say it then.
Say it. Say it.

Yeah, of course I do.

Tell me, tell me
that you love me.

You can't say it, can you?
You fuck off then!

(CRASHING)

DARREN: Fucking hell!

(PAULA SOBBING)

Darren, stop.
I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to
do that. Stop.
I'm so sorry.

What did she
fucking do to me?

Oh, fucking hell.

Leave her alone,
you blasted brute.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(CAR RECEDING)

Mommy.

Yes, I'm here.

Now, give me that.

(SIGHS)

(SNIFFLES)

(CHUCKLES) Thanks.

(SIGHS)

Go to sleep.

(LAUGHING)

Where's mom?

Oh, hello, darling.
I'm picking you up today.

Is that all right?

Yeah, it's okay.

You look tired.
Have you had a busy day?

Yeah, it was,
it was tiring.

JACK: Shall I put them in?

MAY: Yes,
that's a good boy.
Nanny can cut that one.

Will you tell me
a story?

Darren
tells me stories.

Does he?
Do you like him?

Yeah.

He told me this one once
about a, like, monster

with big bogies
hanging out of his nose.

And he had carrots,
and onions, and toast.

Oh, goodness me.

And he used to go
to starving people

and dangle his face
down at them.

Heavens,
that's dreadful.

Wow, it looks
amazing in here.

She's been
to her therapist.

Is that
how you say it?

Yes.

Go on, chop that up.

Therapist?

Yeah.

Can't you talk
to your hairdresser,
like everyone else?

RICHARD: (ON TV)
Now, plant "A"
will be exposed...

Is there something
wrong with you?

Yes, there is.

Plant "B"...

You know,
I've got nothing...

Turn this bloody telly off.

...with derision and hate.

Look, I've been wanting
to, um, say this to you
for a long time.

Um, but it's not
gonna be easy.

You know, because
I like things,
sort of, free now,

and open,
and honest. So...

Um...

(CLEARS THROAT)

What?

You hardly touched me.

When?

You know, you...
You never praised
or encouraged me.

I don't believe
you ever thought
I could achieve anything.

I never felt valued, Mom.

That is why I'm doing it
with a married man
on the fucking floor.

What are you saying?

It's not true.

If I'd had
the advantages
that you'd had,

god, I wouldn't be
in this mess now.

Advantages?

What advantages
did I have? Me?

Right. You had, uh,
a really nice house,

uh, a very good husband,

a nice little job,
lots of free time.

You know, kids at school.

If I'd had that,
if I had that free time...

(SCOFFS)

What did you do?

You just sat on
your ass all day

watching the fucking telly.

I was unhappy.

All my life.

I've never been strong.

And it was all
too much for me.

Look, let's forget
about you for a second.

What?

What about me and
what I'm left with?

Oh, darling,
you're healthy,
you're intelligent.

I want him
to be with me.

Who? That man,
the builder?

Darling, he's rough,
with no
qualifications or money...

That's what I want.
That is what I want.

You can do
better than him.

I love him.

Him!

Oh, darling, you don't.

Why?

He doesn't really
live with his wife.

He doesn't really have
a relationship with her.

He lives
outside in a van.

Heavens.

And he can't leave
because he's got a son.

He's got this autistic son
that he absolutely adores.

He'd do
anything for him.

You know, Darren is
a gorgeous man,
he's a lovely man.

But he's just
going through a lot

at the moment,
a lot of turmoil.

He... He's just
in a mess, you know.

Look.

Perhaps you could, sort of,
get talking to him, you know,

and find out
how he's feeling

about me.

Please.

Well,

I'll try.

JACK: Is it ready yet?

What?
No, not yet.

Here.

I'm starving.

Chocolate!
Thanks.

I did not give
you that, right?

JACK: Okay.

Hello.

Hello.

I've seen you about,
but we... We
haven't met properly.

I'm Darren.

I spoke to your husband
just for a minute.

I'm... I'm sorry,
I'm very sorry.

Yes, thank you.

I've got to go
and pick up my boy, um,

'cause my wife's
with her,
with her sister so...

You're married.

For longer than
I can remember.

Not that I can
remember anything.

Uh, who am I?

What are you
doing with Paula?

(CHUCKLES)

How can you ask that?

Do you want some tea?

Yes, please.

Do you ever work
for anyone else?

Mmm. Not if
I can help it.

I worked in shops
for years.

Shoe shops.
Really?

Well, everybody
needs shoes.

A few pairs,
at least.

Not an awful lot of people
not wearing shoes.

What else do people
have to have,
apart from shoes?

I suppose if you
could work that out,

you could make
an awful lot of money.

What do you think?

I don't know. Love?

That's why
I'm not rich.

I'd like to
show you these.

Is that Toots?
(CHUCKLES)

Wait, is that him?

(LAUGHS)

Well, that's...

That's very funny.
Very funny.

Oh, sweetheart.

I found something
the other day,

in one of my father's
old jackets.

It was just
a shopping list

my mother had written
for him in her, you know,
in her own handwriting.

But at the time,
it just, it just became

the most valuable thing
I'd ever touched, you know.

I think about it
all the time now,
and I wish I didn't.

About what remains
when we're gone.

I can't go home.

I don't know
what I'm doing.

I'm frightened.

Are you?

You imagine people
getting less frightened
as they get older.

You think they'd be able
to deal with things better.

No.

Well, perhaps.

Yes, they do.

Something to
look forward to.

"...the borogoves,
and the mome raths outgrabe.

"'Beware the jabberwock,
my son!

"'The jaws that bite,
the claws that catch!

"Beware
the jubjub bird, and shun
the frumious bandersnatch!'"

Bandersnatch!

Bandersnatch.

Hello, you.

Hello. What a
happy family.

Doesn't he
declaim beautifully?

Very nice talking to you.
I'll see you.

Yes.

How's he been? Been okay?

MAY: Been a very good boy.

Good. You've not
been bored, have you?

Not at all.

I'm sorry I'm a bit late,
but I had to stay behind.

Because we've got
a naughty boy at school
and I had to talk to his mom.

(PAULA AND DARREN LAUGHING)

Other people do
this kind of thing,
you know, it's possible.

I'll think
of something.

DARREN: I'm gonna have to
go or she'll kill me.

PAULA: I'm getting
so impatient,
I could kill you.

(PIANO PLAYING)

Why is he so marvelous,
this man?

Look, you are
such a snob.

No, I'm not.
Yes, you are.

Your snobbery stops you
seeing anything
good about anybody.

Just 'cause he's doing
a bit of building work.

He's a very clever,
talented person,
you know.

He's artistic
and... And gentle.

He's a very, very
sweet man.

And he's just, you know,
very, very weak as well.

Oh, I'm gonna leave
this tonight,
I can't concentrate on it.

You know, in 2 or 3 years

I hope I'm gonna be able
to support us properly.

And then I'm gonna
have a child with him
before it's too late.

Does he want that?

Yeah, he will.

Paula.
Hmm?

I wanted to say,

if you haven't got anywhere,
you know, with... With
your writing yet, or...

Here we go.
Don't you think
it'd be better...

Why can't you just
believe in me for once?

Just once, believe.

Just say
something positive.

Just, you know,
make me feel better
for once in your life.

Don't be so
harsh with me.

I am harsh.
I am... I feel harsh.

But I think
you're right.

You think I'm right?

That's why
I'm so upset.

(SIGHS)

Listen, just forget
what I said.

I am gonna finish
with that bastard
and get liberated.

Well, you will have to
rid yourself of false
hope in the end.

Actually, I've been
thinking of
finishing with him

from the moment
I met him. (CHUCKLES)

I'll do it tomorrow.

Yeah, why shouldn't
I do it?

I'll... I'll suffer,
yes, probably,

and then I'll just be
free of the whole
fucking nightmare.

I'll be free. Yes.

Right.

You finished?

Yes, thank you.

Actually, um,
I'll take a croissant
for a friend, I think.

Okay, sure.

(SAWING)

Hi, Mom.

Oh, god, you scared me.

I was just coming to
listen to some music.

Great. Why not?

Sit with me.
We've hardly had
a chance to talk.

You haven't
stopped, darling.

Enjoy.
See you later.

(DRILL WHIRRING)

Darren. Darren.

Darren.

(DRILLING STOPS)

I brought you this.

Is my daughter talented,
do you think?

I really love her voice
when she reads to me.

You believe
in her then?

Good luck to her
in whatever
she wants to do.

But it's not necessarily
how she should
spend her life.

I don't know.

Who knows the answer
to how anybody
should spend their life?

(SIGHS)

I thought yesterday.

Now all I want to do
are interesting things.

Things I love.

Thank you for that.

I'd better get back.

Helen will think
I'm slacking.

Yes, she's very, um...

Yes, she is.
Very. Very.
(CHUCKLES)

She's jealous of you,
that's all.

Me?

Yeah. Well, she's
jealous of everybody.

MAY: How do you
deal with her?

I tell her she looks
like Jean Shrimpton.

What, every day?

Yeah, it has
a calming effect
on most women, I find.

MAY: Yeah,
I suppose it would.

(INAUDIBLE)

Sorry?

I said, "Dear god,
let us be alive
before we die."

Hey, we'll have lunch,
shall we?

Shall we?

Yeah.

Isn't it beautiful?

Hmm.

I never think of
London like this.

(BIRDS CAWING)

Come on, drink up.

All right,
give us a chance.

Go on. I've got
something to show you.

Mmm...
You'll like this.

That's a double.

It was at least a double,
I think it was a treble.

It'll go
to my knees.

Come on. Let's go,
chop-chop.

(DARREN CHUCKLING)

You see, I don't believe
you really want
to be with my daughter.

Hmm.

And you're
making her frantic,
not being honest.

If you want to be
with her, tell me and
I can reassure her.

But I am with her.

(CHUCKLES)

Here we are.

Look, I'm sorry.
I, I forgot.

No, I'm fine with you.

How stupid of me.
I'm fine.

Are you sure?
Yes.

What a lovely place.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Here.

It's Hogarth.

His house is just
around the corner.

Good heavens.

I shouldn't think
he's in, though.

(CHUCKLES)

Why don't you read
the... The poem? Yeah?

"Farewell

"great painter
of mankind

"who reach'd
the noblest form of art.

"Whose Pictur'd Morals
charm the mind

"and through the eye
correct the heart.

"If genius..."

"Fire thee."

"Fire thee

"reader, stay.

"If nature touch thee,
drop a tear.

"If neither move thee,
turn away.

"For Hogarth's
honor'd dust lies here."

(MAY EXCLAIMS)

Gosh. I never knew
that was here.

I must come and
draw it sometime.

Here.

(CHUCKLING) What?
Draw it now.

Come on.
Don't be silly.

Draw it now.

I've got
shopping to do.

Well, just forget
the shopping.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

I like being
with you so much.

Good.

(MAY EXCLAIMS)

Are you all right?
I've got you.

Sorry, I'm not used
to drinking at lunchtime.

Oh, god,
I'm sorry. I...

I'm so sorry.

I don't know
what happened to me.

DARREN: I think
you just fell.

I must go.

Bye.

(DOOR OPENING)

MAY: Hello.

Very '60s.

(MAY CHUCKLES)

I was washing nappies
at the time, by hand.

PAULA: I'm taking you
out on the town tonight.

Oh, good.

It's my writers'
night, remember?

Unless you're
going out
with a man.

That would be my lucky day.

Actually,
I've been thinking

I've got someone
in mind for you
at my writers' group.

Oh, no.

No. Wait and see.

I think you'll find
the group
interesting anyway.

I just saw
Darren.

Oh, yes?

Did you tell him?

Tell him what?

Well, that you're
leaving him.

No.

I kept thinking
he had someone else
on his mind.

Bastard likes
girls too much.

BRUCE: "I wake up early.
I love the early morning

"and while my coffee brews,

"there's a garden
at the back of the flat,
where the birds come to feed,

"and in my slippers
I check each flower.

"When my coffee's made,
I read some poetry.

"I do this now every day,
and try to learn it.

"By now, I'm ready
to write and I sit down

"using Paula's method
of free writing.

"I have her in mind

"as a... A, a,
as a teacher, you see.

"And I get it all down,
and they come back to me.

"Mother, father, brother,

"my cousins.

"And I think,
this has been a life
and I can give it value,

"find new pleasures in it

"by making it
into literature.

"So then I read back
what I've written
and make changes..."

Okay, Bruce, Bruce,
thanks very much.
That was great.

I think everyone
would agree it was.

That was
really good.

Thank you.

So, why don't we
take something from that
about the family

and try and,
sort of, um,

do, uh, a sort of sketch
of early childhood, maybe.

Uh, sort of really tap
into your sense memory
from childhood.

Make it a very
accurately drawn,
a very precise picture.

So, uh, as usual,

we've got pens and papers
for you to use everywhere.

Uh, so, go and find
a quiet corner and
have a think about it

and I'll come round
and chat to you whilst
you're doing it, okay?

You don't have
to do this, Mom.

No, I will,
now I'm here.

Okay. Uh, well,
you could use
that stuff over there.

Just see
what occurs to you.

(ALL CHATTERING)

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Ah, this looks
great.

A memory from
30 years ago.

A catastrophe, eh?

Wow.

You should read
that out later.

MAY: No.
BRUCE: Yeah, go on.

No.

You should.
Really?

Yeah.

"I'd put the children
to bed at last.

"It was
such a struggle.

"I'd hate them by
the end of the day

"and thought
I was the only per...
The only parent

"who felt that way.

"They'd be
screaming upstairs,

"throwing things
out of their cots.

"I'd put on my coat
and shut
the front door behind me.

"And I'd go out and
walk across the fields

"for miles, as I do now.

"Or I'd go to a pub
where no one knew me.

"I made sure
I'd be back
before my husband.

"But they'd be
asleep at last.

"I wanted to kill
myself out of guilt.

"I still haven't recovered
from those cries.

"What is it
about those cries?"

WOMAN: Is that
the first thing
you've ever written?

Yes.
Very touching.

Thank you.
Have a nice evening.

I will.

(ALL CHATTERING)

May, um, I'm Bruce,
by the way.

BOTH: Hello.

Um, would you like to
come out with
some of us tonight?

Max and Hilary?

I... I really like
what you did.
It was, um...

It was, um,
it was gutsy.

Thank you.
It's a bit late for me,
I get a bit tired.

Right. Right.

I enjoyed that.
It was good.

Bye, Paula.
Bruce.

Bye.

I could go
all the time.

Mom, why don't you
go out with Bruce?

Yes, I will.
Not tonight,
but another night.

Oh, good.

But I enjoyed it.

Yeah, well,
I'd like that very much.

(CUTLERY RATTLING)

Hello.

I spent the morning
shopping.

And I hope
you don't mind,

but I've bought
you something.

How kind.

How kind you are.

Do you like it?

It's beautiful.

I feel so...

What?
What do you feel?

Filled up by it.

And ignorant.

Ignorant that I don't
know anything.

But that you
want to know.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(CHUCKLES)

Keep still.

Look, I haven't got
time to keep still.

And it's years
since I did this.

I love it.
I love it.

I'm no good at it,
but I don't care.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

If you asked me
to describe my life
and what I've done,

as you did yesterday,
I'd have to say,
"nothing much."

Uh-huh?

I just wasn't there.

I was always
too worried
about everything

to live in it properly.

I was a terrible
housewife.

But that's what
all the women did then.

We weren't like
Helen and Paula.

And I just went
along with it.

(SIGHS)

Until...

Until what?

Well, until a few
minutes ago, actually.

(CHUCKLING)

Looks like we've got
a rebel on our hands.

A few years ago,

an intelligent man
who lived nearby,
he was an antique dealer,

and he started
to like me.

And twice he took
me into his bed.

Did you like it?

Oh, yes.

And I planned to
go away with him.

I was gonna go to
my husband and explain.

I never saw him again.

I couldn't upset anyone.

Oh, Darren,

this cigarette's made
my chest all congested.

Oh! I can't breathe.

And what would happen
if you did breathe?

I'd say...

"Would you...

"Would it be
too much trouble...

"Would you mind...

"The spare room's...

"Would you come
to the spare room
with me?"

Would you?

MAY: What do you see?

A shapeless
old lump?

Oh, god,
I can't...

Can I do
something to you?

(SIGHS)

Oh, I feel such...

I'm sorry,
I should have been
doing this before.

Do you want
to touch me?

You can touch me.

Will you touch me?

If you'll let me.

(SIGHS)

(PANTING)

I thought nobody would
ever touch me again

apart from the undertaker.

Oh.

(MOANING)

(PANTING)

Oh.

Oh, god!

There.

(MOANING) Oh.

(PANTING)

Hot.

I'm so hot.

I think I'm burning up.

(MAY HUMMING)

♪ And I'm floating

♪ In a most peculiar way

♪ And the stars look
very different today ♪

(DOOR OPENING)

Hello.
PAULA: Hi.

Just getting
things shipshape.

(DOOR CLOSING)

PAULA: I'm glad
you've perked up.

I thought I might
take the blinds down.
Is that all right?

Uh, if you feel
like it, yeah.

MAY: I heard a song
today, at Bobby's.

(GASPING)

♪ Here I am
sitting in a tin can

♪ Far above the world

♪ Planet earth is blue ♪

Are you all right?

Calm down, Mom.

(SOBBING)

Is it because
you miss Dad?

No, I just like the song.

Hmm. Funny, that.
I hadn't got you down
for a space oddity.

A what?

It's the name
of the song.

(PAULA CLEARING THROAT)

(SIGHING)

We're gonna have
to lay an extra place
for dinner.

Why?

So, what's he
been saying?

Who?

You know who.

But you've
left him, surely?

Why do you keep
saying that?

Repeating yourself
like a bloody parrot.

(GIGGLING)

When the time
is right, I will.

Well, you know,

I didn't really get
the chance
to go into things.

You had lunch.

Yes, we did.

He took you out.
He told me.

Did he?
Yeah.

And?

Well, I couldn't...
You know, I couldn't just
plunge in. It'll take time.

It's, uh...

It's a long game.
Don't they say that?

Mother, my whole bloody life
depends on this.

MAY: Well, I don't know.

With men you have
to, uh, coax, negotiate.

You know, they're like
frightened birds.

I mean, if you say,
"boo," they'll fly away.

Well, and you're
the expert now, are you?

Well, I do know
some things.

(SNIGGERING)

If you do know some things,
then why can't you just

do something?
All right.

All right.
Don't pull me to pieces.

I mean, you've
asked for my advice,

and that's what
I'm trying to give to you.

Hi.

Hi, cowboy.

Hello, cowgirl.
Hello, May.

Hello.

PAULA: Are you hungry?

DARREN: Yeah, I'm hungry.

No wine?
No money.

PAULA: That's not an excuse.

DARREN: It's the
only one I've got.

PAULA: You know,
everyone has
their story, I guess.

Everyone wants
to have their say,
or has to have their say.

I want to.

If you've not
got that, you know,
you just go bonkers.

(SIZZLING)

Anyway, it's
self-expression and
therapy I'm into now.

You know, I think if
I could combine that with,
you know, the kids at school

I don't know, maybe...

I don't know,
write some kind of
textbook thing, you know.

For teachers,
like a guidebook,
kids with problems.

And that is something
I actually could usefully do.

Everything all right?

BOTH: Yeah, fine.

DARREN: It's good.

PAULA: Is it?

DARREN: I think it's
the best thing I've read
that you've written.

PAULA: Really?

DARREN: Yeah.

You should read this
out at the group.

I think they're
gonna like it.

PAULA: (GIGGLING) Yes!

God, I'm so happy.

Thank you.

Time for bed, Mother,
I think, don't you?

What?

Oh, yes, sorry.

Actually, I think
I'll go out.

What, now?

Mmm.

It's all right,
I'm not
frightened anymore.

Where's she going?
I don't know.

She's starting to get
on my nerves, actually.

Right. Can you read
my thing again?

Again?
Yeah.

I just need you to, sort of,
read it a second time.

(DOOR OPENING)

(PAULA AND DARREN MURMURING)

PAULA: Can you really
come round tomorrow?

I'll see you tomorrow?

DARREN: Yeah,
call me at Bobby's.

PAULA: Love you.

(CAR DOOR CLOSING)

(CAR ENGINE REVVING)

(DOOR OPENING)

Hello, dear.
Hiya.

That's cheered me up.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(DARREN SAWING)

Hey, May.
Hello.

(SAW CLANKING)

What are we gonna
have for lunch?

(SIGHING)

I don't want lunch.

Oh, take me upstairs.

(MOANING)

Oh, god.

Oh.

Oh.

(MAY MOANING)

Oh.

(MAY CONTINUES MOANING)

There you go.
There, come on.

(MOANING)

That's it. Come on.

(MAY CONTINUES MOANING)

There. Come on.
Come on.

Come on.

That's it.

That's it.

(CONTINUES MOANING)

There you go.

(MOANING)

DARREN: Okay, all right.

Yeah, yeah.

I've never
done this before.

Is that good?
(SIGHING) Yeah.

Up you get.
What?

Up you get.

I'm not doing it again.
I haven't got
the energy to do it again.

I am spent.

(DOOR OPENING)

What are they?

I've no idea.

Found them in
Helen's cupboard.

Would you take anything?

DARREN: Mmm-hmm.

Why's that?

I don't know.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

I do love these afternoons.

The peace.

You know, my boy, Nicky,

he is the most

beautiful, sweetest,

mad...

(SIGHING)

And you talk to me
about Paula and...

You...

I'm just... I'm just
making it up
as I go along.

I don't... I don't know.

What do you want,
darling? Tell me.

I don't know.

6 months away.

6 months away
just to think
about everything

and repair myself.

Well, why can't you?

Because I haven't
got any money.

I work all the time,
but I just
don't save anything.

It's ridiculous.
There's pubs I can't...
I can't even go into

because there's big
blokes looking for me.

I'll pay for you.

To travel and live.

Why would you do that?

Well, I want to.

Or we...

We could go together.

(CHUCKLING)

What a stupid idea.

No, it isn't.

Oh, don't you feel
terrible about all this?

No.

No, I don't give a fuck
what people think.

Me, I just always end
up in the shit anyway.

(LAUGHS)

I haven't had enough
shit in my life.

My husband always
liked me being at home
looking after him.

And he hated me
having friends,
so I didn't have any.

You always do
what he said?

Mmm.

It was easier.

We didn't have
that feminism then,
you know.

Yeah, I guess some men
like their women depressed.

What? What did you say?

Some men, it just
suits them to have
their woman unhappy.

You know Bobby,
Bobby's like that.

What, they keep them
that way, is that
what you're saying?

Lord, I never
thought of that.

DARREN: I spoke to
Paula on the phone
this morning.

She says you've
got an admirer.

Yes, the old girl's
suddenly in demand.

(CHUCKLING)

Would you mind?

You won't like
anybody else
more than me.

(CHUCKLING) Why's that?

You know why.
MAY: No.

But we'll see, won't we?

You old tart.

(LAUGHS)

I've never been
called that before.

Did you mean what
you said before?

MAY: Yes.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Hiya.

(BOBBY AND DARREN LAUGHING)

ALL: Hello.

PAULA: Bloody hell.

DARREN: Come with us,
have some beer.

No, thank you.

We arranged to talk
about mother.

Mom.

Come on, I want it
sorted out today.

BOBBY: Yeah,
all right. All right.

Save some of that for me.

Yeah.

PAULA: What's he been saying?

I don't know.
At least it's coming along
a bit faster now.

I mean about me,
not the fucking floor.

How should I know,
I'm not
the fucking go-between.

I mean, how am I
supposed to show
the house to buyers

with the conservatory
half-finished

and him with
his ass hangin' out
of his trousers?

You're selling already?

I mean, you're...
You're mad.

I haven't got any choice.

Why?

(SIGHING)

Wretched cardigan shop's
hemorrhaging
all my fucking money.

(SIGHING)

And, of course,
she insisted
on opening it

at precisely
the worst possible
moment for me.

I thought you were loaded.

Yeah, so did I.

So did I.

Well, no one seems
to want what I've got to
offer at the moment.

Poor little brother.

Aren't you pleased?

Oh...

Oh, you've always
been envious of me.
Don't say...

I have not.
That's rubbish.
You have.

It's not rubbish,
it's true.

That is utter crap
and you know it.

It's not.

(SIGHING)

Have you actually
looked at these?

No.

She's having him.

Who?

Mom. Mother.

May.
What are you talking about?

Don't be ridiculous.

No, no, no. look.
Look at these.

Look.

PAULA: Oh, my god,
it's horrible.

BOBBY: Jesus Christ.

I feel as if I've just
had a very hot curry.

Fucking hell,
the old slapper.

My god, it's disgusting.

No, I'm telling you
this is fantasy.

She... She
wouldn't do this.

Would she?

(BANGING)

(HUMMING)

Oh, my god,
if this is true,

your boyfriend's even more
of a fuck-up than I thought.

No.

Listen, okay,
listen. Listen.
Listen to me.

Listen to me,
if she's been stupid,
all right,

just don't... Don't
hurt her, okay?

(SCOFFS)

Hurt her?

Hurt her?

You fucking idiot.

(DOOR SLAMMING)

(DARREN WHISTLING)

(DARREN HUMMING)

DARREN: I'm off then.

Right.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

What?
Nothing.

I'm gonna go to the pub.
You want a pint?

No, I'm a bit busy.

I'll see you then.

(DOOR SLAMMING)

Mother. I...

Yes?

What?

No, nothing.

What?

Oh, Paula.

What?

You'd be a fool
to spend your life

beating your head
against a brick wall.

Open your eyes.
See what else
is out there.

Why don't we all go
out together sometime?

Who?

You, me, Bruce, and Darren.

Oh, no.
No, I don't think so.

What are you
doing tomorrow?

WOMAN: Great.

This is lovely.
Yes, it is, isn't it?

DARREN: It is, yes.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

PAULA: Eat something, Darren.

I'm not hungry.

Don't you think
he should eat
something, Mother?

He's a big lad.

(CHUCKLING)

So, when are you
gonna finish my study?

When I've finished
the conservatory.

I wouldn't worry
about that.

They're selling up.

What?

Yeah. They're selling up.
Didn't you know?

Oh, he wouldn't do that
without telling me.

Well, there's a lot of things
people do
without telling each other.

Darren and I are moving
further out this year,
getting a place.

Oh, lovely.
PAULA: Mmm.

What's wrong, Darren?

Why would he do that?

Why would he
fucking do that?

Is he all right?

Yeah, he's fine.

Why don't you come
and see my
collection of first editions?

Oh, that's very kind...

Sounds like a good idea, Mom.
Why don't you do that?
And, uh, we'll see you later.

Well, why don't we go
somewhere else?

Let's... Let's go
to another pub.

Well, you'd like a drink?
Well, I've got the car.

Come on, everyone.

I parked by the church.

MAY: I know what
you're trying to do.

BRUCE: It's not far.

Come on, Mother,
let's have some fun.

I... I do like you.
Good.

PAULA: Oh, my god,
Darren, Darren.
Look at this.

Mom's at it.

Let's just get
a fucking drink, come on.
Come on, come on.

BRUCE: When I lost my wife,
I started collecting
all the penguins.

I moved into
older books then.

I've got some from
the 17th century.

I also collect china.
Mostly Clarice Cliff.

You've... You've
heard of her?

Yes, yes,
I've heard of her.

You do? That's wonderful.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

You know, those
'20s and '30s designs,
some are very geometric.

Actually, I don't
like the geometric ones
quite so much.

And... And some of
them are, sort of,
rolling countryside

sort of childlike

like Rupert Bear Annuals.

I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.
Would you take that?

Excuse me, please.

Could you
excuse me, please?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(CAR HORN HONKING)

It's all right.

Where's Paula?

They don't want
us oldies around.

BRUCE: It's odd.

I can feel the world
streaming past me

incomprehensibly
as it seems to us
at our age.

I feel left out.

I feel stupid.

Thank you.

But she reads all my work,
every single word of it.

She's given me
something
meaningful to do.

She's an inspiring teacher.

You must be
very proud of her.

Yes.

Yes.

Are you tired?

May?

(SIGHING)

So much has happened.

And there's so much
to worry about.

But I can't go home.

I'm not ready
for old age.

I don't know
what I want to do.

I do.

Oh, no, not in me,
please. Please, no.

Please, just keep still.

No.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, that's good.
That's good.

Oh, oh.

(BRUCE GASPING)

(BRUCE GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

PAULA: Oh.
(EXHALES)

(BRUCE SIGHING)

Oh.

Paula.

Paula.

(DOG BARKING)

Paula, let me in.

Paula, open the door.

I thought you
weren't coming back.

Where would I be?

I thought you might
fancy a bit of Bruce.

Oh, daughter,
don't talk to me
like that.

Are you trying to tell me
you didn't do it with him?

Look, just...

Well, I know you did.

Please let me in.

Please.

Please.

PAULA: Mother,
I've taken your advice.

I've given Darren
a deadline.

I've asked him
to leave his wife

and come and
live here with me.

I see.

He agreed.

He agreed?

Yeah, he agreed.

He says he will come.

He's gonna go and tell her

because he's shit scared
that I'll go and
tell her myself.

Tomorrow, when he
comes with his things in
pathetic plastic bags,

you will have to go.

We're gonna be
staying in a lot, you know.

Staying in a lot.

I'm gonna clear
this place out.

Mother.

What?

Do you love me?

Of course I love you.
You're my daughter.

Well, you must be
so pleased about
Darren and me then.

What's this?

My work.
Years of it.

MAY: What are you doing?
What are you doing?

This is it. It's all going.

PAULA: Makes
a good fire, doesn't it?

Why?

Well, you told me not
to waste my time.

Oh, when?
PAULA: You did.

MAY: I didn't.

Shit.

I didn't say that.

You told me
I'm not a writer.

I can't write,
I can't do anything.
No, I didn't.

You should have
said, "Do it,"
shouldn't you?

I didn't say
to burn your work.

You said not to try.

All these
are plays in here.

Every single one of those
is a play.

MAY: Please, stop. Darling,
please don't do this.

Paula, don't.

PAULA: You said
I should be able to get

a better kind of a man

if I changed things.

Everything would be better
and bloody different.
Oh, I am sorry...

A better mother.

I don't know,
a better everything.

A better cook...

I'm sorry.

Just stop being yourself,
I think, is what you meant.

It'd be better if I was
a different fucking
person altogether.

I think you should
go home.

I'm going into town.

No, I don't mean that.
I... I mean

I think you should
go back to your
house to live.

I can arrange for you
to have counseling
if you want.

Is that what
people do

instead of taking
an interest
in their family?

Look, what...
What you do...

(SIGHING)

Well, you're more
than grown up,
that's... That's...

It's none of my business,
but I just wouldn't mess
with Paula's head.

You know, she...
She can be fragile,
you know that.

Okay. And Darren...

Well, he...
He's easily distracted.

You know, really,
he is kind of strange,
mother, really.

Does he know
you're selling
the house?

And the conservatory
he's just done?

No, I haven't had
a chance to
discuss it with him yet.

Well, I'd look to
yourself, Bobby.

To you and Helen.

How did you
become so cold?

How did you
become so hot?

(DOOR SLAMMING)

DARREN: That fucking guy
in the newsagent's

has done it again.
I can't fucking believe it!

I'm fucking
standing there...

What the fuck
are you doing?

What the fuck
are you doing?
What? What?

If this thing isn't
finished by when I said
it should be finished,

I'm firing you. Okay?

I'm gonna sack you,
all right?
All right. Okay.

What the fuck
are you smiling at?

You useless git!

Get out!

Get... Actually,
both of you,
just get out.

Get the fuck out!

(WHISPERING)
Fuck.

(DOOR BANGING)

Oi.

Bandersnatch. Oh, yeah.

Fuck.

Hey, how about
a bit of rub-a-dub, eh,
mother?

Please don't
call me that.

Come on,
there's nobody about.

Let's, uh...

Why don't you
just fucking suck it?

Come on.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

That's it. That's it.
Here we are.

(MOANING)

Be tender with me,
please.

I'm always tender
with you, my lovely.

I'm always tender.

I love it
when you're a tarty
old thing.

You've got such
a lovely wet
mouth on you.

Why don't you put
some lipstick on

and let me shove
my cock in it? Go on.

Oh, darling,
I'll do anything,
you know that,

but please talk to me.

Talk. Talk.

Talk. Good.

(CHUCKLING)

Yep. We've talked.

Have you really
got the money?

Yes, darling.
You know I have.

(CHUCKLING)

Give it to me then, eh.
I'm telling you now.

Well, I'm...

I'm glad
you're in a hurry.

When will you
tell your wife?
Tonight?

Tell her what?

About you going.

Tell her what?

(LAUGHING)

Darren.

(DARREN CONTINUES LAUGHING)

Darren, what is it?
What are you laughing at?

You know, um...

The money, I just...

How much have you got?

Eh?

How much have you got?
How much have you got?

How much have
you got shoved
in your knickers?

(SNIGGERING)

It'll be a ticket.

A what?

I said I would get
you a ticket.

You won't be
able to trade it in.
You just get on the plane

with me.

On the plane, with you?

A fucking plane.

I can't get on
a fucking plane.

I can't...

I can't get on
a fucking bus,

never mind on
a fucking plane.

I mean, what...
Don't you fucking
know that?

How else are we
gonna get there?

A ticket.
For fuck's sake!

Jesus Christ!

Why does everybody have
fucking money but me?
Jesus, fuck!

Are you seriously...

Are you seriously
going to let me down

after all, all... All
that you've said, all?

Are you consciously
trying to fucking
hurt me?

What have I done
to make you so angry?

Hold me.
Fuck off, Paula.

Paula? Don't you even
know who I am?

I don't give a shit
who you are, woman.

I'm sick of all
you fucking women
just pawing and clawing me!

Why doesn't
someone do something
for me occasionally,

for a change?

What am I?

Some sort of
fucking whore,

to, you know,
to... To listen to you
and to fuck you.

To... To make you feel
all right?

And this fucking thing, ah,
fucking marvelous, yes.

Heart and fucking. Fuck off!

Your asshole of
a fucking son...

God, I'm gonna shove it
up his fucking ass!

Fucking fucking cunt!

Fucker! Fuck it!

(TRAIN PASSING)

(WEEPING)

PAULA:
You can have him.

I can't say that
I like you very much.

It's not as if
you've ever done

more than
the minimum for me,
anyway.

I feel as if I've lost
everything lately.

I'm sorry.

Father,

lover...

Oh, don't.

...mother.

But I am fucking well alive.

And there are things
I want to know.

What am I good at?

Is there anything
that I'm good at?

What do I wanna do?
What do I like?

Well, I'm gonna find out.

MAY: (WHISPERING)
Paula.

Is there anything I can do?

(SIGHING)

At last.

God.

Yeah.

I've been thinking about it
for a few days, actually.

I think...

I think

I would like to hit you.

Do you understand that?

Yes.

Now?

Stand up.

Are you ready?

HELEN: That's literally
a year old.

It's all very nice.

If you come
through here.

Now, this may
not look like it

but it's nearly finished.

Yeah, it'll add
considerable value.

Oh, I should hope so
after the disruption.

Hello.

God, what's happened?

What happened?

It's okay. It's...
It's not so bad.

We, uh,
had an argument.

And I've got
the message.

Oh.

I'm going home.

(SIGHING)

BOBBY: Right.

(SIGHING)

Oh, mom.

Well, I... I'll
give you a lift
to the station.

No, thank you.

I'll get the tube.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS
ON TV)

PAULA: I mean,
you can't mess around

for the rest of
your life like this

just going from shag to shag.

I seriously
think you need help.

Look, I really think...

MAN: (ON TV)
Unless I'm much mistaken,
this door is locked.

Sister, the key please.

The key is lost.
The princess has...

Gran, look,
I've got a new haircut.

Bye, gran.

You going?
I'll see you
another day.

Yeah, bye.

♪ Look, I'll make it
all manageable

♪ Pick and choose,
sit and lose

♪ All you different crews,
chicks and dudes

♪ Who you think is
really kickin' tunes

♪ Picture you gettin'
down in a picture tube

♪ Like you lit the fuse

♪ You think it's
fictional, mystical,
maybe spiritual

Goodbye.

♪ Who appears in you
to clear your view
when you're too crazy

♪ Lifeless for those
a definition for what life is

♪ Priceless to you
because I put you
on the hype shit

Bye, mom.

♪ You like it?

Come again soon, yeah?

CHILDREN: Dad.

♪ I'm happy

♪ I'm feeling glad

♪ I got sunshine in a bag

♪ I'm useless ♪